I’m not the girl you think you see
It is much darker inside of me
A deep and hollow void with no end
The colors I have is for you to blend

Smile is my sign of happiness
My frown signs my loneliness
But my cries plead my sanity
And laughter indicates my insanity

Surface is not always the truth
Sometimes it’s just lies to soothe
To cover the bitterness of your root
Mask of a fake person to booth

With my hands I tried to heal my mind
Over and over I search in order to find
But your hands will surely heal my heart
To wrap with warmth of your art

To find yourself in the middle of the sea of doubt
Is the hardest thing to do lone
So won’t you be my boat
Be the flesh to wrap my bone